Haunted Holmes ➳ Sherlock x Reader

Transparent Jim

"Sherlock, must we do this every day?" I giggled as he buttoned up my shirt for me.

He did this everyday before we went to school. I don't know why. He's weird, but that's why I love him.

"Y/N, must you complain everytime?" He said with puppy dog eyes.

"Aww...Don't make that face!" I said blushing.

"Why not?" He asked, buttoning up my skirt.

"It's a bit..." I started, trying not to stutter.

"Yessss?" He asked putting a hand on my waist after finishing buttoning up my skirt after my shirt.

He leaned in and brushed his lips against my ear, a faint smirk appearing on his lips.

"It's a bit adorable." I said thoughtfully, not noticing his actions at that moment.

"Oh...really?" He whispered seducively in my ear, causing my pulse to elevate.

"Yep." I said quickly as he kissed my cheek, popping me back to reality.

"I think your adorable when your powerless." He whispered.

"I'm n-not powerless." I stuttered.

"Really, now?" He asked, in an amused tone.

"Yes..." I said blushing.

"I can make you powerless..." He said grasping my wrist gently with his other hand while his right hand was on my waist.

"Y-You can't--" I protested but was cut-off by his lips clashing into mine passionately.

I wonder what was into him today. But there was always something new with him. He would open up to me more and more each day.

I pulled away and playfully punched him on the arm.

"You can't weaken one with simple sentiment my dear boy." I said in a posh tone, causing him to chuckle.

"I see." He said, while chuckling.

We both went down of breakfast.

"How does it taste?" He asked, staring at me intently after I had eaten the half-burnt waffle.

"It's way better than last times breakfast, but still terrible." I said, giggling at his facial expression.

"What?!" He asked in a surprised tone.

"It's...quite terrible." I said, making an irked face on purpose to irritate him.

"That's mean." He said frowning.

I stood up and pulled him in for a kiss.

"I prefer your lips." I said, causing him to grin widely and kiss me back, cupping my face in his hands.

Best.Breakfast.Ever.

Shortly after we had finished I had to be on my way to school.

"Bye, curly." I said by the door,running my finger through a strand of his hair.

"Goodbye, love. Stay out of trouble today." He said smiling and kissing my hand.

"No promises." I sang as I walked out.

When I entered Mr. Hiddleston's class in the morning, he had exchanged my seat, which was next to Molly. I was sat next to a fellow student named John.

I took my seat and the boy named John smiled at me.

He had sand colored hair and a cute cat-like smile, yet he some-what resembled a hedgehog. I often saw him around Sherlock, I think they are friends.

"Hello there." He said smiling.

"Hey." I said, with an awkward smile back.

"What's your name then?" He asked.

"Y/N. What about you? Wait, I know your name, it's John. Right? Yea." I said even more awkward than my smile.

"Yea. I'm John." He said, looking amused.

"Your John...I'm Y/N." I said smiling, more calmed now.

I sounded like an idiot though.

"Yea...I think." He said chuckling.

"I'm pretty sure. Unless..." I was deep in thought.

"No speaking during the lesson Y/N!" Mr. Hiddleston said loudly.

"Sorry." I said back with a careless, innocent smile, causing him to flinch.

After class, me and John walked together to our separate classes.

And at lunch I sat with Jim again.

"Y/N! Hi!" He said scooting so I could sit next to him.

"Hey." I said sitting down beside him.

"How's Sherlock?" He asked.

"He still hates you." I said giggling.

I had then remembered that Sherlock told me that I wasn't supposed to hang around him. Well... I can see right through him. He wants to trick me. But sitting with him, making him think I trust him...this is fun.

"Aw..." He said pouting as his buddies giggled.

"It's okay, I'll talk him in." I said with a smile.

"Really?" He asked.

"Sure." I said.

"Hey, Y/N?" He asked, innocently, yet so very fake.

"Yea?" I asked.

"Are you free after school?" He asked.

"Yea, why?" I asked again.

"Well...I wanted to invite you to some ice cream." He said smiling.

"Uh...why not!" I said smiling.

"Great. How's 7:00pm sound?" He asked.

"Sounds good to me." I said.

The fool. He must think I'm some sort of dolt if he thinks I am unaware of his trap. Tonight is going to be fun. Very fun indeed.

After what Sherlock had told me, he had become completely transparent to me.

Transparent Jim.

Has quite the interesting ring to it, huh?

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